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On the way, You Xingye complained: "Dad, why are you dragging me to the library so early in the morning?"
Ling Buluan glanced at her sideways, knowing that she couldn't keep her temper, but he didn't say it directly. Instead, he deliberately tried to show off, pinched his beard and smiled: "I let you go, of course there is a reason for letting you go, just go and go. , where do so many problems come from?¡±
You Xingye muttered: "It's just a mystery."
"Hahaha I just want to make things mysterious." Ling Buluan was happy to see him deflated, and he laughed loudly when he heard this.
The two of them were walking and talking, and they arrived at their destination in a short while.
"Oh, here it is!"
The Huashan Library may not be as good as the collections of Taoist and Buddhist sects from all over the world, but it still has thousands of books, including secret books and deeds. For the Huashan Sword Sect, it can be said to be the most important place, so it naturally needs to be protected. Zhou Quan, in addition to the outer sect disciples and inner sect disciples who patrol the area every day, and the disciples guarding the door, there is also a permanent guard inside the building.
The caretaker is a junior uncle named Wen Bu Shu.
Originally, there was no such person in the library. About eight or nine years ago, this uncle, a literary scholar, went up to the mountain to return to his post, and the task of guarding the library was handed over to him. He was trusted a lot. You Xingye passed by. I have been in the library often, so I am no stranger to him.
I remember that when she first saw an extra person in the library, she specifically asked Ning Weiyu about it afterwards. However, she was still young at that time, so Ning Weiyu did not tell her in detail. Only later did she know that this Uncle Wen was also one of the survivors of the Huashan Blood Night tragedy caused by Feng Bukuang back then. He crawled out from the pile of dead people. He had been hiding outside with several other survivors of the Blood Night in those years, not only to heal his wounds, but also to recuperate. He also lived in seclusion to cultivate his character and studied martial arts intensively in order to improve himself. It was not until Ling Bu Luo held a sword discussion meeting and later laid siege to the Yin Yang God Sect that the sect was short of manpower and masters, so he hurriedly called in a few brothers to come back to save the situation, and more later Only the Wen Bu Shu remained, while the others continued to live in seclusion.
Wen Bu Shu is a young man with a few gray hairs on his head and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. Looking at his face alone, he is three times older than the sixty-year-old Me Bu Chao, but his skin is very white.
There is a small kitchen and stove in the library, and all kinds of daily necessities are fully stocked, such as rice, oil, salt and water. There will also be disciples who regularly come to replenish the wear and tear. There is even a hut near the library, where Wen Bu Shu can eat, sleep and take care of himself, such as Staying out of the house unnecessarily, rarely getting exposed to the sun, and your skin will naturally look fair.
Although his name is Bu Shu, he does the job of looking after books. He also has a bookish air about him. With his fair and clean appearance, he is more like a scholar than a warrior. Of course, he is a down-and-out scholar, so he is too. It really doesn't live up to its name.
At this time, I was sitting under a window in the building holding a book and reading.
Seeing Ling Buluan leading You Xingye into the door, he put down the thread-bound book in his hand, stood up and greeted him, bowed and said, "Senior brother!"
"Junior brother, no courtesy!" Ling Buran responded hurriedly and sighed: "Hey, you are always like this. You have to come here every time we meet, and you are not too tired to panic!"
Wen Bu Shu smiled and said: "The elders and the younger are in order, and the etiquette is as it should be. Why bother?"
He looked at You Xingye and smiled: "After disappearing for several years, Shan'er is finally willing to come back to the mountain!"
He didn¡¯t know anything about Sword Forging City, but he had heard that she practiced with an expert.
Although the ancestor did not show off his innate cultivation skills to Ling Buluan and his wife, he did inform the master's identity and showed a little bit of his skills, which left the image of a reclusive master in the hearts of the couple. It was also obtained from their mouths.
You Xingye saluted in a decent manner: "I've met Uncle Wen!"
This Uncle Literary Master is not a scholar, but he has the bad temper of a scholar. He attaches great importance to respecting the elders and the younger, as well as etiquette and rules. Although he is not afraid of him, if he is careless and makes him dissatisfied, it is inevitable that he will be punished by Ling Bucha. Is there any disciple in the sect who has suffered from him for this? She is willing to accept others and accept ghosts. She has a tactful personality. Normally, she would not go out of her way to get into trouble, but now she is in Ling Buhuan's presence, which is even more so.
Although Wen Bushu looked serious and observed the etiquette, he would also make some small jokes and said with a smile: "Just now, my senior brother told me to avoid the ceremony, and now in the blink of an eye, I am telling you to avoid the ceremonyNo ceremony, no ceremony!"
He asked Ling Buran again: "Senior brother, why did you think of bringing Shan'er to the library? Which book do you want to read?"
Ling Bulan pointed upward and said, "I plan to take Shan'er to the top floor!"
"On the top floor?" Wen Bushu's face changed slightly, he hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I understand!"
He went over to close the door, put on the horizontal bolt, and led the way: "Come with me!"
There are three floors in the library, and the conditions for going to each floor are different:
theTo enter the building, you need the consent of the elders in the sect - judging from the current situation in Huashan, in fact, you need the consent of the previous generation disciple with the word "no" to go upstairs.
Not many of the inner disciples of the "Bu" generation from the previous generation have survived, but those who have survived now have the status of "elders of the sect".
"To go up to the second floor, you need to have the leader's token or the elder to lead you personally.
As for the third floor at the top, people need to be personally accompanied by the head of Ling Buchao before they are allowed to go up. Of course, except for Wen Bu Shu, as the caretaker of his library, he can go up at any time.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? off out to be no exception even if you are the daughter of the head of You Xingye. With this status alone, let alone the third floor of the library, even the ground floor cannot be entered at will.
Of course, Wen Bu Shu is her uncle. If she just wants to go to the first floor and go to the second floor, she just needs his permission or his company. There is no need to go to Ling Bu Luan or Ning Wei Yu. As long as she has enough Reason, he usually won't obstruct it, but it saves a lot of effort.
Although You Xingye was playful and playful in the past, she was not naughty enough to sneak into the library secretly. Therefore, she had never been to the third floor of the library and did not know the details.
There are staircase corridors on the second and third floors of the library. The entrance is at the end of the corridor. There are doors blocking each other and the doors are also locked.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of the corridor on the third floor, Wen Bushu walked up to the door and knocked on the door, and said respectfully: "Master, senior brother, head, wants to see you."
You Xingye was shocked and doubtful.
Wen Bu Shu, Ling Bu Luan, Ning Weiyu and his wife are brothers and sisters of the same generation. Isn¡¯t his master the previous generation head, or to put it another way, her grandfather Ning Qinghua?
But didn¡¯t it mean that he was injured by Feng Bukuang during the bloody night in Huashan Mountain, and it took him a few years to finally die from his injuries? In the ancestral hall and cemetery on the mountain, even his memorial tablet and tomb are erected. Is it possible that he is still alive today? And hiding right under your nose in the library?
She was hesitating about this guess, and sure enough, she saw Ling Buluan straightening his clothes and saluting the door: "Master, disciple Buluan, please bring your daughter Lingshan to pay homage."
The former head of Huashan, his biological grandfather indeed faked his death, but the news was kept secret, and not a single bit was leaked for so many years.
As soon as Ling Buran finished speaking, a strong response came from the door, "Come in!"
Wen Bushu unlocked the door, pushed the door in, and saw a haggard figure sitting cross-legged on the small couch facing the door. He seemed to be skinny and skinny, with thin hair and thick beard as white as snow.
But although his figure is as old as a frail old man, his pair of eyes are not as turbid as those of an old man. Instead, they are full of energy, and there is a slight oppression when he looks at people.
Ling Buluan ordered: "Shan'er, come and see your grandpa!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com